Your father never saw you as a young boy
Passed on all his sadness
We all have a debt to pay
You can blame someone else for all your sorrows
Until the bloodline ends
Now the future is in your hands
You waited half a lifetime to be saved
Leaning over your father’s grave
Waiting for a whisper, words he could never say
Today could be the day
Today could be the day
You walk your own way
You walk your own way
You never get your apologies, my friend
Some of us are blessed by the Gods
Some do the best they can
The dead won’t hear you
And no living can explain
Why we paint our lives in blood
When all we want is kindness and love
You waited half a lifetime to be saved
Leaning over your father’s grave
Waiting for a whisper, words he could never say
Today could be the day
Today could be the day
Today could be the day
You walk your own way
You walk your own way
You walk your own way